I missed the last leg (back to Crest) as I had reached my limits. From Alpenzu Refuge I just walked down to Gressoney.
I am walking in the Alps, today hopefully in front of the Monte Rosa, and I noticed I am the only one dressed with cotton. Everybody else has got this fringe ‘technical’ mountain-wear ultimately made of plastic. Barbarians.
‘Polenta for old people’, it was so good that I finished it before taking a photo…..
NB in July I will travel through Italy from Aosta to Maratea and at each stop will try to find a local specialty to present.
I arrived in Italy, that I will travel from North to South, just did few steps in open air (fine mountain air) and now feel as tired as if I had dug into a coal mine all day.
This is what I decided to call ‘MarcoPolo syndrome’: the traveller’s malaise going back on the road after a long period of home confinement.
I started in Aosta and will go down to Maratea and at each stop will try to find a local specialty to present here. The first one will follow soon.